I've just finished cooking my dinner, leftovers of which should last through the week. (The quality has yet to be determined, and I'm a little doubtful about the charred layer of what should have been my braising reduction, but never mind.) I've more-or-less finished up a project I have to do submit tomorrow, and both sets of notes for tomorrow's classes seem to be in order.
So why do I have shpilkes? It would seem that I'm suffering a mild attack of antsiness waiting to hear from my dining companion of last evening. I know it's too early for her to text me back after my little "Had a great time last night" gesture of good textiquette. But...I kinda dig her. And apparently I no longer have much cool when it comes to going out with women who make a good impression on me. It has taken a larger act of will than I would like to admit not to replicate that horrifying scene from Swingers.
Hope this one hangs around for a bit. Guess I'll find out by this time next week.
ETA: And man, I really hope I'm better at chatting her up than at making gravy. Tonight's dinner was a serious gravy fail.
So why do I have shpilkes? It would seem that I'm suffering a mild attack of antsiness waiting to hear from my dining companion of last evening. I know it's too early for her to text me back after my little "Had a great time last night" gesture of good textiquette. But...I kinda dig her. And apparently I no longer have much cool when it comes to going out with women who make a good impression on me. It has taken a larger act of will than I would like to admit not to replicate that horrifying scene from Swingers.
Hope this one hangs around for a bit. Guess I'll find out by this time next week.
ETA: And man, I really hope I'm better at chatting her up than at making gravy. Tonight's dinner was a serious gravy fail.
holy cow--i've never seen swingers, but i was cringing with laughter watching that snippet. thanks for leavening my evening.
ReplyDeleteI also have never seen Swingers, but dude... cringe.
ReplyDeleteAnd oh my gravy! What the hell do you have against that pan? Methinks you wanted to kill it.
I distinctly remember screaming at the TV screen the first time I watched this, "Noooooooooooo, don't do it!" This film is a horror movie for awkward dudes.
DeleteAs for the pan, all I can say is that I seem to be bad at cooking in a non-stick vessel. Definitely not my only problem, but I'm so used to cooking in either stainless steel or glass that I really don't understand how one is supposed to negotiate cooking fats in non-stick.
I have no doubt that you charmed the hell out of her. Just ease up and hope for the best.
ReplyDeleteAs for your gravy, you need to invest in a silicone whisk so that you can keep the gravy smooth and consistent. Also, a bit more warm liquid (stock or water) might help thin things out.
As a matter of fact, Hap, she just emailed me saying she was not impressed and didn't want a second date with me. One needs a thick skin to date, isn't it so?
DeleteWhisking gravy? I always just put this dish into the oven for three hours to sit in peace. The whole idea of fiddling around with the pan half-way through is alien to me.
Ugh. Her loss, friend.
DeleteOnce the pan is out of the oven, take the main event out, put the drippings-filled pan on a stove eye over med-low heat, and whisk with a little roux or even cornstarch. I can send more detailed instructions if you'd like.
How could you people not know Swingers??? So wonderful, so painful. And I heart The Derby.
ReplyDeleteIn other news, she doesn't know what she's missing and online dating is sucky. You could always try what I did and get cats. At least you know what you're getting with them.